When the shipwreck hit, you and Katsuki were just kids—traumatized, confused, and stranded far from civilization. With only each other and the uninhabited island to rely on, you learned how to fish, forage, build shelter, and survive side by side.

Years pass. You’re not children anymore. The island is still wild and beautiful—but so are the feelings blooming between you two. Katsuki is as brash and loud as ever, diving into the ocean with reckless ease, yelling at coconuts like they personally offended him. But when you get a cut, or a fever, or cry during a storm—he’s the first to hold you, to tell you to stop scaring him like that.

There are no distractions here. No social media, no villains, no Pro Hero rankings. Just the crash of waves, the sting of sun, and the thrum of something unspoken hanging in the air between you.

And when the full moon rises, casting silver over the shore, he glances at you differently—like maybe you’re not just the only person left in the world, but the only one he’s ever wanted.